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A  ROMANTIC  OPERA 


IN  THREE  ACTS 


•X- 


Libretto    by   Daniel   O'Connell 
Music  by   H.  J.   Stewart 


Costumes  Designed  by 
Mr.  Amadee  JouIvLin 

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/' 


-BLUFF  KING  HAL" 


ROMANTIC   OPERA   IN   THREE   ACTS  ,,    , 


Libretto  by  DANIEL  O'CONNELL 


Music  by  H.  J.  STEWART 


DRAMATIS  PERSON.^ 

Bluff  Kiug  Hal  .....  Barifone 

Leonard  (a  forester),  .....  Tenor 

Bardolph  (landlord  of  the  "Star  &  Garter,"  Windsor),  .         Bass 
Ralph  (Chief  of  the  Outlaws),  ....     Bass 

Dickon  (an  outlaw),  .....  Tenor 

Robert  (the  Constable  of  Windsor),  .  .  .     Tetior 

Phyllis  (daughter  of  Bardolph),  .  .  .        Soprano 

Dorothy  (a  widow),     .  .  .  •.  Mezzo-Soprano 

Elizabeth  (wife  of  Bardolph),     ....      Contralto 

Burghers,  Village  Maidens,  Outlaws,  Foresters,  Yeomeu 
of  the  Guards,  and  attendants. 


•Z- 


ACT  I.  A  STREET  IN  WINDSOR. 

ACT  II.  WINDSOR  FOREST. 

ACl    III.        A  STREET  IN  WINDSOR. 


ARGUMENT 


Leonard,  a  forester  is  in  love  with  Phyllis,  the  daughter  of  Rardolph,  host  of  the 
"Star  and  Garter"  inn  at  Windsor.  A  guest  at  the  inu  is  Dorothy  a  coquettish 
widow,  supposed  to  be  wealthy.  Robert,  the  constable  at  Windsor,  wooes  Dorothy 
for  her  money,  but  suspicious  of  Bardolph,  makes  his  wife  Elizabeth  jealous  of 
her,  the  better  to  prosecute  his  own  suit.  "Bluff  King  Hal"  is  expected  at  Wind- 
sor, and  the  town  is  in  gala  attire  to  welcome  its  beloved  monarch.  Leonard's 
attentions  to  Phyllis  are  rejected  by  her  parents,  and  he  wanders  off  in  a  sullen 
mood.  The  king  arrives  at  Windsor,  disguised  as  a  Yeoman  of  the  Guard.  He 
dismisses  his  attendants,  meets  Phyllis,  and  presses  his  attentions  upon  her.  She 
calls  for  assistance,  Leonard  rushes  upon  the  scene,  strikes  the  kiug,  who  then 
reveals  his  rank,  and  orders  Leonard  into  custody  also  commanding  his  execution 
next  morning. 

Leonard  escapes  and  takes  refuge  with  the  outlaws  in  Windsor  forest.  They 
receive  him  kindly  and  enlist  him  as  one  of  their  band.  Robert,  the  constable  of 
Windsor,  to  win  the  king's  favor,  has  tracked  Leonard  to  the  outlaw's  camp.  He 
is  discovered,  and  himself  captured.  Leonard  recognizes  him,  but  nobly  refuses 
to  betray  him.  Phyllis,  who  has  heard  the  Yeomen  of  the  Guard  discuss  their  plans 
for  Leonard's  capture,  appears  to  warn  her  lover.  He  refuses  to  abandon  his  com- 
rades, the  Yeomen  of  the  Guard  rush  on  and  a  fight  ensues  in  which  the  outlaws 
are  surrounded  and  taken. 

Robert  receives  all  the  credit  of  the  affray.  His  valor  is  the  subject  of  a  song  by 
Bardolph,  but  Elizabeth,  who  has  become  aware  of  his  mischief-making,  exposes 
his  poltroonery.  Leonard  and  the  outlaws  are  led  to  execution.  Phyllis  prostrates 
herself  at  King  Hal's  feet,  and  craves  her  lover's  life.  The  king  at  first  refuses, 
and  then  by  a  sudden  impulse,  relents,  and  forgives  Leonard,  and  Ralph,  the  out- 
law chief,  and  his  comrades.  He  also  insists  that  Robert,  the  mendacious  and 
mischief-making  constable  shall  marry  Dorothy,  which  he  is  loath  to  do  as  he  finds 
she  is  without  fortune.  The  wedding  bells  chime,  and  merriment  and  feasting 
once  more  reign  in  loyal  Windsor. 


ACT  I. 
A  STREET   IN   WINDSOR. 

{Bardolph,  Elizabeth  and  Dorothy;  Burghers  and  Foresters  Discovered.) 

Opexisg  Chorus 

Hail  and  welcome  to  the  King, 
Comrades  make  the  welkin  riu^, 
Shout  until  the  fallow  deer, 
Browsing  in  the  forest  near. 
Raise  their  bonny  heads  to  hear 
Loyal  Windsor  welcoming. 
UludKing  Hal,  her  lusty  King. 

Solo,  BAKnoLPii 

London  dames  are  passing  fair, 

London  Lords  fire  stately  ; 

Ihit  the  King  they  all  declare, 

Loves  his  Windsor  greatly, 

Loves  her  blithe  and  buxom  maids. 

Loves  the  ringing  horn, 

l^oves  the  chase  through  forest  glades, 

In  the  early  morn. 

Solo,  A  Ranger 

Maidens  don  your  raiment  fine, 
Good  dames,  smile  your  sweetest, 
Bardolph,  tap  your  rarest  wines, 
Good  old  wine  is  meetest. 
For  the  royal  toast  we  drain, 
To  our  Bluff  King  Harry, 
Bugles  blow  with  might  and  main, 
Windsor  shall  be  merrj'. 

Solo,  Bardolph 

Stag  of  ten,  thy  haunches  yield 
For  this  merry  making  ; 
Rangers,  ere  ye  speed  afield. 
Be  your  thirst  a  slaking; 
Tapster,  fetch  *hy  stoutest  ale, 
Drink,  ye  loyal  yeomen. 
Drink  to  Harry,  stout  and  hale, 
Ruiu  to  his  foemen. 

Chorus 

Comrades,  make  the  welkin  ring, 

To  welcome  BluiFKing  Hal,  our  lusty  King, 

Bardolph 

Ay,  that  I  will,  most  worthy  friends. 
If  mv  good  dame  assistance  lends. 
Quick,  foaming  tankards  let  us  bring   . 
To  drink  the  health  of  England's  King. 

Chorus 

Quick,  foaming  tankards  let  us  bring, 
To  drink  the  health  of  England's  King. 

But  see  who  comes  to  share  our  festal  day, 

In  raiment  like  a  poppin-jay, 

The  constable  of  Windsor  marches  now  this  way. 

Enter  Robert  with  two  attetidatits. 


6  bluff  king  hal 

Chorl's 

Good  folks,  how  bravely  doth  bold  Robert  stride, 
The  ground  he  spurneth  iu  his  haughty  pride. 

RonF.irr 

Indeed,  right  well  it  pleaseth  me, 
To  mark  you  gathered  at  this  revelry; 
The  King  an<l  I  will  shortly  grace, 
Your  meeting  iu  this  market-place. 

Chorus 

The  King  and  he!  Oh,  gaudy  bag  of  wind, 
Prick  it,  ye  scare-crows,  prick  it  from  behind. 

Bardolph  Bakdolph 

Thy  garb  is  grand,  ah,  Master  Robert,  lace 
And  velvet,  well  become  thy  royal  grace; 
We  marvelled  why  the  loud  bells  did  not  ring, 
When  thee  we  spied,  we  thought  it  was  the  King. 

Choi:u.s 

When  thee  we  spied,  we  thought  it  was  the  King, 
Ha!  Ha! 

Robert 

No,  not  the  King  exactly,  but  one  very  near 
His  royal  person,  one  he  holds  most  dear. 

Solo,  Robert 

Oh,  I  am  the  constable  great, 

And  the  keys  of  the  castle  gate 

Every  night  I  bring  to  his  Majesty,  the  King; 

Who  receives  me  in  the  most  imposing  state. 

Some  day  he'll  deem  right 

To  say:  "'Arise,  Sir  Knight, 

You're  the  very  flower  I  see  of  old  England's  chivalry, 

So  buckle  on  your  armor  bright." 

For  I  am  the  constable,  the  constable  of  Windsor 
As  I  march  through  the  town  in  my  elegant  gowu 
There  is  never  a  clown  but  will  bow  down, 
To  the  constable  of  Windsor. 

Chorus 

For  he  is  the  constable,  the  constable  of  Windsor ; 
See  him  march  through  the  town  in  his  elegant  gown 
There  is  never  a  clown  but  will  bow  down 
To  the  constable  of  Windsor. 

Robert 

Swash-bucklers  are  afraid 

When  I  draw  my  gleaming  blade 

They  wheel  about  and  fly  at  my  ringing  battle  cry ; 

For  they  know  that  through  gore  I'd  wade, 

But  if  in  Windsor  wood, 

I  meet  an  outlaw  rude, 

I'm  attracted  by  the  sky  and  permit  him  to  pass  by, 

For  I  would  not  shed  an  outlaw's  blood. 

Chorus 

For  he  is  the  constable,  etc. 


TU.fFl    KlNt;    HAL. 


Robert 

ISIy  honest  gossip,  see  you  be  not  late, 
The  KmjJ  will  soon  appear  at  Windsor's  gate, 
Speed  ye  to  meet  hitn,  make  the  welkin  riny, 
With  loyal  shouts,  "Long  live  our  lord  the  King." 

Cnours 

Comrades,  make  the  welkin  ring 

To  welcome  BlufTKiug  Hal,  our  lusty  King. 

Exit  Bardolph,  Eizabeth,  Dorothy,  attendants  and  Chorus. 

Robert 

They  worship  me,  those  good  people.  That  Dorothy  hath  a  roguish 
eye.  Now  they  say  the  wench  is  passing  rich,  too,  with  rose  nobles  and 
moidores,  which  she  hath  inherited  from  her  spouse,  the  miser  cobbler  of 
Windsor.  And  though  she  be  a  haughty  minx,  methiuks  she  inclineth  to 
regard  ourselves  with  favor.  By  my  faith  it  is  not  every  day  a  constable  of 
Windsor  goes  a  courting  a  cobbler's  widow. 

I  mistrust  that  Bardolph  sorely.  The  knave  surely  luslcth  after  the 
widow's  purse.  I  would  she  were  housed  elsewhere.  Hum!  I  shall 
plot  by  the  mass  and  make  dame  ElizHbetli  jealous  of  the  buxom  wench. 
Ha!  Ha!  a  good  scheme.  Then  shall  I  have  a  fair  field,  and  the  bells  shall 
chime  for  the  wedding  of  the  sweet  Dorothy  and  the  constable  of  Windsor. 

Etiter  Elizabeth 

Robert 

Thou  art  looking  weary,  good  dame.     Where  is  thy  worthy  spouse? 

Elizabeth 

In  the  buttery  with  Dorothy,  making  ready  for  the  feast. 

RoEEirr 

Humph.  With  Dorothy — Master  Bardolph  was  ever  a  gay  gallant. 
And  he  grows  no  older  by  the  mass. 

Elizabeth 

What  meanest  thou  knave?      Dost  mean  he  seemeth  too  old  for  his  wife? 

Robert 

Nay,  Nay.  In  sooth,  I  said  not  so.  But  he  loveth  well  to  be  at  the  side 
of  Dan:e  Dorothy,  who  is  herself  a  coirely  wench,  and  inclineth  kindly 
toward  thy  good  man. 

Elizabeth 

Thou  forked-tongue  curmudgeon.     An'  thou  wert  twenty  times  constable 
.    of  Windsor,  I   will   tweak   thy  nose,  an'   thou   slanderest  my  good  man. 
(Rushes  at  him.) 


R,0EERT 


Hands  off,  dame.     I  but  say  what  I  see.     Why,  thou  must  be  e'u  as  blind         '^^S^"'i^^\ 
an  adder,  an'  thou  niarkest  not  how  wholly  he  be  possessed   with   the        '''^'•-^r^-^'''L^nil- 

(Alt  J     f    '  /  "    i' 


charms  of  the  fair  widow. 

Elizabeth 

Thou  art  a   base   liar,   and  Bardolph's  quarter   staff  shall    rattle  thy  old 
bones  to  a  rare  tune,  sir  constable. 

RoEEirr 


Thou  att  a  mole-eyed  shrew  (business).  Nay,  Nay,  stay  th}'  claws. 
Hush,  conceal  thyself.  Here  they  come.  Watch  and  thou  wilt  see  I  have 
not  deceived  thee. 

Enter  Bardolph  and  Dorothy  bearing  flagons  of  ale.      Robert  and 
Elizabeth,  retire,  unobserved — to  back  of  stage. 


Elizabeth 


8  BLUFF  KING  HAL 

QtJARTF.TTE 

Bardolph 

Dorothy,  were  I  not  married 

Dorothy 

If  j'oii  were  not,  well,  what  then? 

Bardolph 

If  a  few  years  I  had  tarried, 

I  had  been  most  blessed  of  men. 

Elizabeth 

Hands  off,  Robert !     Could  I  foster 
In  my  house,  this  saucy  dame? 
I  will  smite  this  vile  impostor, 
I  will  put  them  both  to  shame. 

Bardolph 

Dorothy,  thou'rt  sweet  and  comely, 
Pra}'  this  loving  heart  console. 

Dorothy 

Foolish  wight.     That  heart  is  only 
Warmed  by  the  flowing  bowl. 

Ror.ERT 

Pame,  my  warning  you  have  doubted, 
Silly  woman,  gaze  on  this, 
Bardolph  has  his  good  spouse  flouted ; 
See,  he's  begging  for  a  kiss. 

Dorothy 

You  should  have  your  head  well  clouted, 
I'll  n'ergive  a  single  kiss. 

Barpolph 

Dorothy,  my  love  you've  doubted, 
See,  I'm  begging  for  a  kiss. 

Dorothy 

Oh,  pray  have  a  care,  your  wife  I  declare 

Will  think  you've  some  object  in  view, 

You've  a  quick,  roving  e^'e,  and  you  ogle  and  sigh 

Just  as  though  I  could  love  one  like  3-ou. 

I'll  have  none  of  your  wiles  or  poppin-jay  smiles, 

So  all  your  fond  pleading  is  vain. 

You  belong  to  another,  your  feelings  pray  smother 

And  never  love  widow  again. 

Elizabeth,  Robert  and  Bardolph 

Of  widows  beware,  young,  tender  and  fair. 

They  all  have  some  object  in  view, 

They've  a  quick  roving  eye,    and  they  ogle  and  sigh, 

Till  you  think  all  their  love  is  for  you. 

When  a  widow  beguiles,  a  man  with  her  smiles. 

The  fact  is  abundantly  plain. 

He  has  eyes  for  no  other,  wife,  sister  or  brother, 

He'll  never  love  woman  again. 

Elizabeth 

Hem,  hem,  good  Mistress  Dorothy,  it  seems  that  but  just  now  thou  wert 
busy  in  the  buttery. 


FLUFF  KING  HAL  9 

Bakdolpii — aside 

And  the  old  dame  saw  my  courtesy  to  sweet  Dorothy,  I  am  undoue, 

DOKOTHY 

Indeed,  Mistress  Elizabeth,  we  have  helped  the  gcnilcMnen  bravely 
from  thai  same.     They  are  here  now  dnukiug  deeply  to  ihe  Kiii;;'s  health. 

Elizauetu 

We  shall  join  them,  and  see  that  they  aic  well  served.  A  word  with  thee 
Bardolph.  It  is  but  scant  hospiiaiiiy  in  a  host  to  desert  his  guests  at  such 
a  merry  making. 

Exits  with  B.\RDOLi'ii  leaving  KonKirr  and  Dokotiiy  on  ihe  stage. 

Dorothy 

I  did  mark  the  scowls  of  Dame  Elizabeth,  Master  Robert,  and  I  mistrust 
me  but  thou  hast  been  making  mischief. 

ROBEUT 

I  make  mischief  ?    Why,  thou  canst  not  mean  it? 

Dorothy 

I  do  mean  it.  I  know  thee  for  a  razor-tongued  knave,  and  a  disgrace  to 
Windsor. 

Robert 

How  now,  how  now?  Thou  art  jesting  Dorothy.  I,  a  mischief-making 
varlet !  Thou  hast  drank  a  sloop  of  ale  too  much  with  Bardolph  in  the 
buttery,  sweet  Dorothy. 

Dorothy 

Thou  art  a  lying  scullion,  to  say  so.  What  tale  hast  thou  been  pouring 
into  the  ears  of  Dame  Elizabeth,  ihat  she  frowns  on  me?  Rut  hark,  I  hear 
them  here  now.  She  is  dragging  her  good  man  about  the  buttery  by  the 
lugs,  and  beating  him  with  her  distaff. 

Robert 

I  tell  tales  !  Surely  thou  dost  but  jest,  gentle  Dorothy.  Thou  knowest 
what  a  shrew  is  Elizabeth,  and  how  she  doth  secretly  swallow  huge  flagons 
of  sack.  By  St.  Timothy  her  nose  doth  well  and  loudly  proclaim  her 
appetite  for  strong  drink. 

Dorothy 

Even  if  this  be  so,  Master  Constable,  and  indeed  I  doubt  it  not,  why 
should  she  scowl  on  me?     Answer  me  knave. 

Robert 

Aye,  sweet,  sweet,  tender,  luscious  Dorothy,  does  she  not  mark  that  thou 
art  the  most  peerless  dame  in  all  Windsor?  She  is  jealous  of  thee,  sweet- 
heart, madly  jealous,  jealous  because  the  gallants  take  no  manner  of  notice 
of  that  pale-faced  daughter  of  hers,  tbat  puny  Phyllis,  when  thou  art  nigh. 
Ah,  how  lovely  thou  art  Dorothy.      How  wonderfully,  miraculously  lovely. 

Dorothy — simpering- 

Dost  thou  truly  think  so,  Master  Robert?  Thou  hast  seen  much  of  the 
Court,  and  the  ways  of  Courtiers,  and  therefore  art  thou  competent  to 
speak  of  those  things.  Nay,  but  there  be  no  reason  why  Mistress  Elizibeth 
should  be  jealous  of  mc.  Her  jade  of  a  daughter  is,  it  be  true,  but  a  weakly 
plant,  and  the  men  about  the  King's  Court  love  rosy  cheeks  and  a  plump 
person. 


10  BLUFK  KING  HAL 

They  love  thee,  peerless  Dorothy.  They  all  love  thee,  but  none  adores 
thee  as  thy  Robert.  He  would  die  for  thee,  for  art  thou  uot  the  mistress  of 
his  heart?  Oh,  Dorotiiy  !   Dorothy! 

A'isses  her 
Dorothy 

Off  kuave  !     These  cheeks  are  for  thy  betters! 

Duet — Robert  and  Dorothy 
Robert 

The  birds  iu  the  air,  and  the  birds  in  the  bushes 

Sing  Dorothy,  Dorothy  all  the  day  long, 
When  the  gray  garb  of  twilight  the  Windsor  wood  hushes 
Thy  name  is  the  theme  of  the  nightingale's  song. 

Dorothy 

Oh,  dear!  Master  Robert,  this  beautiful  greeting 

Some  troubadour   doubtless,  has  taught  thee  at  Court. 
Good  gracious !  Your  words  my  poor  heart  has  set  beating, 

Now  Rob,  do  you  mean  them  or  are  you  in  sport? 

Robert 

Do  I  mean  them !  Oh  !  charmer,  page,  burgher  and  vassal, 

Have  laid  down  their  hearts  at  tair  Dorothy's  feet. 
She  's  the  loast  in  the  cottage,  the  toast  in  the  castle, 
The  King,  gossips  say,  deemeth  Dorothy  sweet. 

Dorothy 

Just  think  of  it  Robert.    Ah,  now  when  I  ponder, 

The  smiles  and  soft  words  of  the  gallants  in  town, 
Elizabeth's  envy  no  longer  I  wonder, 

I'll  off.  Master  Robeit,  and  don  a  new  gown. 

Robert  and  Dorothy 

Tbe  birds  in  the  air  and  the  birds  in  the  bushes 
Sing  Dorothy,  Dorothy,  all  the  day  long. 

Robert 

When  the  gray  garb  of  twilight  the  Windsor  wood  hushes 

Dorothy  and  Robert 

~yj  \  name  is  the  theme  of  the  nightingale's  song. 

Dorothy 

Thou  hast  a  smooth  tongue,  Master  Constable.  (Business)  Oh!  now  I 
must  away,  else  Dame  Elizabeth  will  berate  me  for  loitering  with  thee, 
coxcomb  that  thou  art. 

Exit 

Robert 

TTa !  Ha !  That  bird  is  snared.  By  the  Cestus  of  Venus,  flattery  doth 
intoxicate  the  best  of  them.  We  shall  have  a  rare  time  at  the  wedding ;  but 
there  must  be  no  extravagance.  Nay,  the  King,  God  bless  him,  will  not  see 
liis  old  and  trusty  varlet  wed  without  making  much  feasting  from  his  own 
royal  purse.  I  must  have  me  a  new  doublet  made  by  that  tailor  knave, 
Master  Snip.  But  there  will  be  rare  fun  meantime.  Dorothy  will  make  eyes 
at  all  the  gallants,  Bardolph  will  wax  wroth  because,  forsooth,  ihe  minx  will 
flout  him,  Elizabeth  will  keep  them  all  in  Satan's  own  stew  pot  and  I,  I 
will  wed  Dorothy,  and  the  cobbler's  store  shall  come  into  worthy  hands. 
But  who  conies  this  way?  It  is  that  knave,  Leonard,  the  forester,  who  is 
distraught  with  love  for  Phvllis,  Bardolph's  fair  daughter.  I  like  not  the 
love-sick  varlet  so  I  shall  hie  me  to  the  castle,  and  greet  his  Majesty. 

Enter  Leonard 


iilufk  kino  hal  1  1 

Leonaro 

I  have  no  heart  to  join  in  the  revel.  Mj'  soul  is  consumed  with  Phyllis. 
Wakinfj  and  sleej>in^,  Phyllis  is  before  me.  The  leavtrs  muiujur  Phyllis, 
and  the  birds  sing  her  uame,  and  the  ripple  of  the  brook  is  one  pceau  to 
Phyllis,  my  adored  one,  my  soul's  queen. 

Solo,  Lkovard  i. 

Down  by  the  mere  I  have  watched  the  fair  lilies 

Gleaming  in  sunlight,  and  darkeneil  with  shade, 
Under  the  oaks  I  've  lai",  dreaming  of  Phyllis, 

Phyllis  Uie  fairest  of  Windsor's  fair  maids. 
The  breeies  that  sigh  through  the  leaves  of  the  forest, 

B  eathe  Phyllis,  dear  Phyllis,  coy,  gentle  and  true, 
Tlie  balm  to  this  heart  when  its  pain  is  the  sorest 

Is  Phyllis,  sweet  Phyllis,  the  memory  of  you. 

II. 
The  timid  doe  moves  through  the  forest's  long  grasses, 

So  lightly  and  soflly,  her  mate  by  her  side, 
I  wish,  as  her  lithe  step  my  mossy  seat  passes, 

I  could  roam  thus  with  Phyllis  and  call  her  my  bride. 
Oh,  Phyllis!  my 'tender  one,'beautiful  Phyllis 

Is  queen  of  the  forest,  sweet  Phyllis,  my  dear — 
Queen  of  the  forest,  and  fair  as  the  lilies 

That  float  on  the  breast  of  the  oak-shaded  mere. 

Enter  Phyllis 

Phyllis 

Ah,  Leonard,  thou  seemest  in  doleful  mood.  Have  the  outlaws  outwitted 
thee,  and  still  bend  the  bow  in  Windsor  glades  where  nought  but  the  King's 
meu  may  hunt  venison? 

Leonard 

Nay,  Phyllis,  I  was  but  musing  upon  thee,  sweetheart. 

Phyllis 

And  am  I  a  theme  to  make  thee  sad  ?  Out  upon  thee,  thou  gloomy  gallant. 
But  a  truce  to  jesting.     Why  art  thou  so  somber? 

Leonard 

I  fear  me,  sweet  Phyllis,  thy  father  doth  not  regard  mv  suit  with  favor. 
Thy  mother,  when  a  few  minutes  ago  I  doffed  my  bonnet  to  her,  did  look 
on  me  so  sourly  that  I  was  fain  to  slink  away  like  my  Sweetlips  when  she 
hath  lost  the  trail  of  the  deer. 


Phyllis 


Solo 


Away  with  such  fancies.  Have  we  not  been  brought  up  together,  and 
betrothed  from  our  cradle?  I  have  no  such  gloomy  fears.  I  tread  on  air 
to-day,  so  bright  seemeth  the  whole  world  to  me. 


I  am  to-day  the  happiest  maid 

In  A\  of  Windsor  town. 
With  bonny  snood  mv  hair  I  braid, 

And  don  my  gayest  gown. 
To  please  a  lad  in  Lincoln  green, 

A  saucy,  roving  blade 
Who  swears  upon  his  faith 

He  loves  no  other  maid. 


12  hlufk  king  hal 

Refrain 

Oh,  my  heart  is  full  of  glee, 

For  Leonaid  loveth  me, 

And  plucks  fair  lilies  for  his  Phyllis 

From  the  mere  by  the  trysting  tree. 


We'll  have  a  cottage  wreathed  with  flowers, 

Oak  shaded,  and  alone, 
And  I  shall  love  those  happy  bowers 

Beyond  a  monarch's  throne  ; 
And  every  night  upon  our  hearth. 

The  cheery  logs  shall  burn 
And  through  the  door  the  light  shall  stream 

To  guide  my  love's  return. 

Refrain,  repeat 

Enter  Bardolph 

Bardolph 

Why  lingerest  thou  here,  thou  idle  jade,  when  thou  should'st  be  at  thy 
mother's  side  preparing  for  the  feast? 

Phyllis 

In  truth,  father,  I  did  but  wander  hither  to  exchange  greetings  with  my 
sweetheart,  Leonard. 

Bakdolph 

Thy  sweetheart !  Shameless  hussy  that  thou  art.  How  darest  thou  call 
yonder  fellow  thy  sweetheart? 

Leonard 

Master  Bardolph,  this  speech  of  thine  sounds  strangely  in  mine  ears. 
Surely  thou  knowest  how  long  1  have  loved  thy  daughter,  and  thou  hast 
ever  smiled  upon  and  fostered  my  suit. 

Bardolph 

I  foster  thy  suit !  Thou  art  a  false  knave  to  say  so.  My  daughter  is  for 
nobler  men  than  thee. 

Phyllis 

Oh,  father!  Surely  thou  art  distraught  with  ale.  Thou  dost  not  mean 
those  cruel  words? 

Bardolph 

Ay,  that  I  do.     Thou  shalt  never  wed  Phyllis. 

Leonard 

Then,  Master  Bardolph,  art  thou  foresworn? 

Trio — Phyllis,  Leonard  and  Bardolph 

Leonard 

I  love  your  daughter,  I  long  have  sought  her, 

With  luiml)le  pleading  and  fervent  faith, 
I've  hoped  by  proving  my  constant  loving. 

To  win  my  Phyllis,  mine  own  till  death. 


ULUFF    KING    HAL  13 

BaRUOH'U 

My  dear  young  fellow,  you  must  he  mellow, 

Vou'vc  halhed  your  lips  in  my  rare  old  wine, 
My  peerless  girl  will  wed  an  earl. 

Nor  stoop  to  courtship  as  low  as  Ihiue. 

Phyllis 

My  doting  father,  he  sure  I'd  rather 

With  Leonard  rt)ani  through  yon  forest  aisles, 
Than  dwell  iu  manor,  a  uauie  of  honor, 
My  haughty  guerdon,  a  monarch's  simJes. 

Leonauh 

Oh,  Phyllis,  bless  you,  I  trust  caress  you, 

Thou  cruel  parent,  pray  stau'l  aside, 
I  can't  deny  you,  niau  I  defy  you, 

And  gentle  Phyllis  shall  be  my  bride. 

Eakdolfh 

Begone  rash  mummer,  the  beat  of  summer 

Has  crazed  Ihy  brain  which  was  ne\ei  strong, 
Go  to  the  revel,  or  to  the  devil, 

About  my  daughter  you've  hung  loo  long. 

Phyllis  and  Lkonard 

If  we  must  part  'tis  not  for  long, 

No,  no,  no,  no,  I  cannot  part. 

There's  naught  can  change  this  loving  heart 

'Tis  onlj-  for  a  little  while. 

So  let  us  at  ill  fortune  smile 

And  patiently  the  hours  beguile 

Till  we  are  wed. 

BARDOLrH 

About  her  you  have  hung  too  long, 

Come,  come,  come,  you'd  beUer  part, 

You  cannot  change  her  father's  heart, 

She  cannot  marr}-  yet  awhile. 

To  mate  with  you  would  cause  a  smile, 

A  nobleman  of  this  fair  isle 

She'll  some  day  wed. 

Away,  thou  sick-brained  vagabond.  And  thou  minx  be  off.  Nay,  but  I 
will  summon  thy  mother,  and  she  will  birch  thee  soundly  for  thv  shameful- 
ness,  thou  willful  hussy,  who  must  forsooth  keep  tryst  with  this  scum  of  the 
forest.     Elizabeth!    Elizabeth!    Elizabeth! 

Exit 

Leon.^rd 

Alas,  Phyllis,  I  feared  this.  And  now  adieu,  my  sweet  one.  I  know  that 
thou  wilt  be  true  to  Leonard. 

Phyllis 

This  idle  wrath  of  my  father's  will  pass  awav,  Leot-ard.  Something  hath 
gone  wrong  to  ruffle  him.  But  see,  some  yeomen  of  the  guard  come  this 
way.     Farewell,  sweetheart,  farewell. 

Exit  Phyllis  and  Leonard 

Enter  Buff  King  Hal  attended  bv  two  courtiers 


14 


liH  FF    KING    HAL 


King  Hal 


Kino 

What  a  merry  lime  tLe  knaves  are  having,  and  soon,  no  doubt,  they  will 
clamor  for  the  King.  Leave  me  my  friends,  leave  me.  I  would  be  alone. 
{Exit  attendants.)  How  familiar  these  scenes  are  to  me  and  recall  the 
memory  of  those  days  ere  the  cares  of  state  weighed  heavily  upon  me.  And 
so  to  ponder  and  rest  before  posing  to  those  loyal  clowns,  the  King  hath 
gartjed  himself  as  a  simple  yeoman.  Alas,  when  his  dark  mood  is  on  him 
he  would  willingly  change  places  with  the  humblest  forester  in  his  train. 

KlNi/s    ."*ULO  I. 

Although  the  King,  it  pleaseth  me 

To  lay  my  crown  aside, 
And  wander  in  those  woodlands  free 

Old  England's  boast  and  pride. 
'Mid  all  this  pomp,  'mid  all  this  state 

I  envy  those  who  find 
The  joy  denied,  the  proud  and  great, 

A  truly  tranquil  mind. 


Though  I  am  England's  mighty  King, 

And  at  my  word,  a  thousand  swords 

From  their  scabbards  bright  would  spring, 

Yet  dear  unto  my  royal  heart 

Is  this  forest  life  apart, 

Where  I  love  to  look  on  the  shining  brook 

And  hear  the  blithe  birds  sing. 


There's  not  a  haughty  dame  of  all 

That  flattereth  the  King, 
Who,  should  our  Lord  ordain  his  fall, 

Would  words  of  comfort  bring. 
How  sweet  through  Windsor's  wood  to  stray, 

And  dream  of  sylvan  sport. 
And  for  one  bright  hour  put  away 

The  troubles  of  the  court. 

Re/rai7i,  repeat 

Enter  Phyllis 

Odds  fish  !  What  pretty  doe  is  this  which  has  strayed  from  the  herd  in 
our  old  Windsor?  By  the  mass,  but  she  is  tempting  to  lonk  upon.  Away 
with  gloomy  thoughts.  I  shall  woo  her  as  the  yeoman,  ai.d  if  the  yeoman 
fail,  the  King,  perchance,  may  succeed.  { 7 o^ Phyllis)  How  now,  sweet 
maid,  thou  seemest  indeed  in  doleful  mood? 

PUVLLIS 

Sir,  I  know  you  not. 


King 


Faith,  it  would  be  strange  and  thou  did'st,  sweetheart,  since  it  be  truth  that 
thy  bright  eyes  have  never  looked  on  me  ere  this  fortunate  day. 


I'lIVLLIS 

Thou  art  of  the  King's  guard.'     Did'st  come  in  the  King's  train? 

King 

Ay,  faith  did  I,  damsel.     Art  thou  anxious  to  see  the  King? 

Phvlms 

I  would  much  likf'  to  see  his   gracious  Majesty,  though  they  say  he  is 
marvelouslv  ill-favored. 


IILUFF    KIN(;    HAL 


15 


KiNc; 


Odds  iish  !     Sweetheart,  that  be  not  so.     Who  told  thee  our  good  King 
Hal  was  not  of  comely  presence? 


Phyllis 


KiNi 


Robert,  the  Constable  of  Windsor,  did  say  unto  me  that  he  was  crooked 
of  the  back,  and  had  a  vile  trick  of  squinting,  and  thai  the  ladies  of  the 
court  did  not  fancy  him  because  of  this  vile  habit  of  scjuinting,  and  that 
that 


We  will  have  the  knave  scourged — the  vile  varlet  to  thus  slander  us  and 
misrepresent  us  to  our  loyal  and  loving  subjects. 


Pl[VLI.I> 


King 


La,  sir,  you  speak  as  if  you  were  the  King  himself.  So  does  Constable 
Robert  at  times.  He  declarelh  that  there  shall  be  no  largesse  distributed  in 
Windsor  but  to  those  he  names  to  Henry,  and  he  doth  have  all  his  reckon- 
ings at  my  father's  sent  to  the  Royql  Chamberlain. 


The  swine  !  I  will  have  him  whipped  with  bow  strings  until  the  blood 
comes.  But,  damsel,  hast  thou  no  pleasant  words  for  a  poor  yeoman  of  the 
guard?     {Business) 


Phyllis 


Kixc 


I  pray  you,  do  not  molest  me,  sir.     You  soldiers  of  the  King  have  a  free 
way  with  you  that  we,  modest  maids  of  Windsor,  admire  not. 


Nay,  now,  thou  coy  wench.  I  will  have  a  kiss.  Come,  sweetheart,  for, 
by  the  mass,  those  lips  of  thine  would  tempt  the  Kins^  himself.  And  as  a 
loyal  subject,  thou  owest  me  suchi  gentle  rausome  for  speaking  ill  of  his 
^Majesty's  gracious  person. 


ruvi.i  IS 


Sir,  nnh^nd,  me  ( business).     Help!  Help!    Father!    Leonard!    Leonard! 
Leonard  rushes  in 


FINALE 

Leonard 

Ho,  villain  !  are  not  our  fair  maids  of  Windsor  town  to  be  held  sacred 
from  thy  polluting  hands?  Nay,  I  do  not  fear  thy  sword.  Take  this  to 
remember  Leonard,  the  Forester, 

Strikes  him 

KiN(;  Hal 

Knave,  thy  life  is  forfeit.  I  am  the  King.  What,  ho!  Yeomen  of  the 
guard!  A  rescue!  A  rescue !  Seize  and  bind  yon  ruffian.  He  hath  laid 
violent  hands  upon  our  royal  person  ;  he  hath  buffeted  the  King. 

Chorus 

He  hath  buffeted  the  King,  away  with  him.  There  shall  be  no  clemency 
for  ttiis  bold  ruffian. 

Phyllis,  Dorothy,  Elizabeth,  Leonard,  Rodert,  Bardolph,  King  Hal 
/   This 
Alas  (  our  merry  making  is  over  now,  indeed, 

A  direful  ending  to  our  festal  day. 


}'eoman 


IG  BLUFl"    KISC.    HAL 

Pjivllis 

My  own  true  love  will  suffer  for  this  deed, 
Unless  the  King  his  dread  revenge  shall  stay. 

DouoTHv,  Elizaiseth  and  Roheut 

This  wretched  Forester  will  surely  get  his  meed 
Unless  the  King  his  just  revenge  shall  stay. 

Leonard 

I  care  not  now  if  I  must  suffer  for  this  deed. 
Nor  ask  the  King  his  dread  revenge  to  stay. 

Bai;i>oli'h 

Oh,  King!  thy  just  revenge  pray  stay. 

King  Hal 

My  just  revenge  I  cannot  stay. 

Phyllis,  Dorothy,  Elizabeth,  Leonard  and  RoimnT 

When  brightly  rose  the  sun,  and  we  did  loudly  shout,  "  Long  live  the  King," 
We  little  deemed  the  glad  hours  as  they  flew,  such  sad  disaster  to  our  hearts 
would  bring. 

King  Hal 

No  pardon  for  an  insult  to  the  King. 

Chokus 

Alas !     Our  merry  making  is  over  now  indeed, 
A  direful  ending  to  our  festal  day. 

Phvllis' 

Oh,  gracious  King,  look  kindly  down 

Upon  this  wretched  girl, 
Brighter  within  thy  royal  crown 

Thau  diamond  or  pearl 
Will  mercy  be ;  heed  not  thy  pride, 

My  Leonard's  life  I  crave, 
Else  I,  who  am  his  plighted  bride, 

Must  share  my  sweetheart's  grave. 

King  Hal 

Maiden,  thy  prayers  are  vain.     Yon  rash  youth  must  suffer,  for  he  hath 
dared  to  raise  his  head  against  our  anointed  person.     He  must  die. 

Phyllis 

Mercy  ! 

King  Hal 
No! 

Chorus,  repeat 

Alas  !    Our  merry  making  is  over  now  indeed, 
A  direful  ending  to  our  festal  day. 


CURTAIN 


i;i.l   FF   KlNi;    IIAI,  17 


ACT    II. 

outlaws'    camp    in    WINDSOR    FORHST. 

(Ralph,  the  Out'aiv  Chief,  discoiered  before  the  camp-fire.) 

Kaliii 

Those  merry  comrades  of  mine  must  be  bathing  their  beards  in  Master 
Bardolph's  October,  defiant  of  the  Constable  of  Windsor  and  all  the  rangers 
of  the  forest.  Perchance  the  revellers  have  missed  the  path.  I  will  guide 
them  with  a  blast  of  the  horn. 

Winds  horn — response  /'torn  ivoods 
Enter  Outlaws 

Oftlaws"  Ciu)f;us 

Under  the  spreading  branches  we 

Live  the  life  beyond  compare, 
To  never  a  despot  we  bend  the  knee, 

And  our  shafts  fly  everywhere. 

We  have  no  fear  to  slay  the  deer 

King  Henry  calls  his  own, 
For  we  sturdily  hold  that  this  forest  bold 
Is  the  merry  outlaws'  throne. 

Refi;ain 

Then  ho  !  ho !  ho  !    bring  hither  the  how, 

For  the  music  that  thrills  our  breast 

Is  the  twang  of  its  string  at  morn, 

And  the  sound  of  the  lusty  horn. 

And  at  eve  the  troll, 

When  we  pass  the  bowl, 

And  drink  to  the  lass  we  love  best. 

Solo,  Ralph 

Our  couch  is  under  the  greenwood  tree, 

And  the  song  of  the  forest  queen. 
Dame  nightingale  warbles  our  'ullaby, 

To  soothe  our  slumbers  serene  ; 
May  good  luck  attend  the  outlaws'  friend. 

King  Hal  who  gives  us  deer. 
May  he  stray  this  way,  some  summer's  day 

And  taste  the  outlaws'  cheer. 

Refrain  —  Then  ho  I  ho!  etc. 

Dickon 

By  St.  I>unstan  we  have  had  a  right,  royal,  merry  making.  Old  Master 
Bardolph  had  a  rare  twinkle  in  his  eye  when  he  fdled  our  flagons,  and  we 
clicked  and  clinked  with  the  yeomen  of  the  guard. 


IS  i;li  rr-  kino  ifal 

An  OimT/AW 

Ay,  and  you  should  have  markeil  how  gravely  frowned  the  Captain  of  the 
Guard  when  we  sang  thus  flippantly  of  slaying  the  deer  of  Windsor.  And 
though  we  passed  as  honest  glovers  of  Oxford,  there  wasa  license  about  our 
speech  that  ill  became  the  citizens  of  that  quiet  burg.  And  thou,  Dickon, 
didst  also  sing,  for  thy  tongue  w^as  loosed  by  wine.  Knave  that  thou  art, 
thy  flippancy  nigh  brought  us  to  grief. 


DlC'KUN 


To  grief?  Marry,  but  I  won  the  smiles  of  Dame  Elizabeth  herself,  and 
she  did  hoarsely  chorus  my  ditty.  I'll  give  it  thee,  and  thou  say  not  it  is  a 
bonny  troll,  thou  hast  the  ear  of  a  raven,  enamored  only  of  thy  own  croak- 


SoM),   DiricoM 

Old  Reuben  lived  near  Windsor  wood. 

His  dame  two  feet  above  him  stood, 

Her  ban  1  was  strong,  her  tongue  was  long, 

And  like  a  viper's  sting. 
She  sallied  forth  one  market  day 
And  bade  her  spouse  at  home  to  stay, 
To  sweep  and  scour,  and  every  hour 

Fetch  water  from  the  spring. 

Refrain 

Oh,  foolish  dame,  to  go  away 
And  leave  her  spoiise  at  home  to  staj' ; 
When  wives  are  gone,  and  men  alone 
The  devil  gets  his  fling, 

Dickon 

When  she  came  back  from  Windsor  town 
She  spied  a  maid  with  tresses  brown 
So  trim,  so  neat,  so  plump,  so  sweet, 

A  morsel  for  a  king. 
The  good  dame  shrinked,  "  thou  wicked  wight, 
And  thou  false  wench,  I  swear  this  night, 
Though  for  my  pains  I  hang  in  chains. 

Thy  dainty  neck  I'll  wring." 


Refrain  —  Oh,  foolish  dame  to  go  away,  etc. 


DiCKOX 


vShe  grabbed  her  distaff  from  the  wall, 

This  angry  female,  grim  and  tall, 

And  fierce  and  wroth  she  trounced  them  both 

With  purpose  deep  and  fell ; 
But  when  the  poor  wench  dropped  her  hood 
And  raised  her  face  all  stained  with  blood, 
The  dame  exclaimed.  "  for  aye  I'm  shamed 

'Tis  Reuben's  sister  Nell !" 

Refrain 

Oh,  foolish  dames,  see  you  take  care. 
Of  passion's  promptings  aye  beware. 
What  mars  the  lives  of  doubting  wives? 
The  green-eyed  monster's  spell. 

Ralph 

What  is  the  gossip  of  Windsor  now  ? 


IJLt'FF    KIM;    MAI,  19 

DUKON 

Faith  they  do  say  that  the  Constable  of  Windsor  has  ^nveii  his  heart  to 
Mistress  Dorothy  ;  that  Master  Bardolph  is  enamored  of  the  same;  that 
Dame  Klizabeth  has  potent  cause  of  jealous  (luarrel,  and  that  I^eonard,  the 
forester,  has  pledged  his  troth  to  tlie  fair  I'hyllis,  and  that  the  burly  inn- 
keeper looks  frowniugly  upon  his  suit. 

An  OiTLAW 

Ay,  but  thou  hast  not  heard  the  latest. 

Kam'ii 

Prithee,  what  is  that  ? 

An  Outlaw 

Leonard  found  King  Hal  himself  masquerading  as  a  simple  yeoman,  and 
making  violent  love,  forsooth  to  Phyllis,  his  sweetheart.  Whereupon  he 
dealt  him  such  a  buffet  that  his  Majes'ty  did  tumble  to  the  earth,  and  then 
.  did  blow  his  horn,  aud  the  yeomen  did  rush  ou  and  seize  Leonard,  who  did 
presently  burst  his  bonds  aud  flee,  aud  that  he  is  here  now  a  fugitive  in  the 
forest. 


Brave  tidings  indeed.  Leonard,  the  Ranger,  ths  best  guard  of  King  Henry's 
deer,  an  outlaw  like  ourselvesl  By  St.  Duustan,  we  shall  drain  a  cup  to  that 
merry  jest. 

QrAnrKTTE— RAI.PH,  Dickon  and  Two  Ouxr.AWS 

About  the  court  'tis  pleasant  sport 

A  proud  King's  smiles  to  woo, 
With  head  bent  low  aud  humble  bow\ 

A  royal  favor  sue, 
But  at  a  king!)-  frown 
A  favorite's  sun  goes  down 

And  his  Majesty's  grace 

Will  fill  his  place 
With  the  very  next  smirking  clown. 

Cnop.rs 

Then,  comrades,  all  fill  up, 

Pour  full  to  the  brim  the  cup. 

And  let  the  forest  ring 

With  a  merry  toast  to  the  King, 

For  the  outlaw's  boast  is  a  King  for  a  host, 

Then  a  merry  toast  to  the  King,  the  King, 

A  merry  toast  to  the  King. 

Quartette 

Upon  my  word  there's  many  a  lord, 

Who  dwells  in  courtly  bowers, 
W^ould  gladly  give  his  wealth  to  live, 

This  wholesome  life  of  ours. 
No  debt  the  outlaws  owe, 
F'or  the  forest  paths  they  know. 
And  the  peddlar's  pack. 

And  the  abbot's  hack, 
They  take  when  they  will,  I  trow. 

Refrain  —  Then  comrades  all  fill  up,  etc. 

Rai.I'H 

What  ho!     Who  conies  hither? 

Enter  Leonard 


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1;LUKI'    KINd    HAL 


Ralph 


A  ranger  of  the  forest!  Bows  and  staves!  Comrades,  bows  and  staves! 
Had  not  this  stranger  a  posse  at  his  back  he  would  not  have  dared  to  thus 
invade  our  forest  retreat. 

Leonard 

Nay,  nay,  unbend  your  bows.  I  have  naught  to  do  now  with  yeomen  or 
forest  rangers.  I  am  a  fugitive,  and  like  the  wounded  hart,  have  left  my 
King,  never  again  to  join  the  herd. 

Rai.i'ii 

Be  not  so  downcast.  Master.  Why,  it  be  Leonard  !  Thou  were  ever  a 
bold  lad,  Leonard,  and  although  we  slay  thy  master's  deer  without  royal 
warrant,  we  bear  thee  no  malice,  but  hold  thee  in  fair  esteem  as  a  right 
honest  fellow.  We  have  had  tidings  of  thy  mishap  with  King  Hal,  and  when 
we  drew  shaft  on  thee  it  was  in  jest,  to  sbow  thee  how  briskly  our  merry 
men  can  meet  a  foe.  And  now  we  will  prove  how  heartily  they  can  greet 
a  friend.  We  have  a  fair  tap  of  wine,  which  uathless  thou  wilt  not  disdain. 
It  will  cheer  thee,  lad,  a  cup  for  our  guest. 

All  drink,  Leonard  sings 

Leonard,  Solo  i. 

The  clouds  are  gathering  darkly  o'er  me, 

The  gloomy  night  is  sad  and  drear, 
The  bitter  future  lies  before  me. 

To  roam  these  woods,  a  stricken  deer; 
Ah,  never  more,  when  toil  is  over. 

And  curfew  rings  from  Windsor's  tower. 
Shall  Phyllis  fly  to  greet  her  lover, 

And  joy  be  mine  for  one  brief  hour. 

Refraix 

Love,  though  I'm  now  alone. 

Though  all  life's  joys  are  flown. 

Thy  spirit  shall  be  near  me, 

Thy  memory,  love,  shall  cheer  me  ; 

When  on  the  cold  turf  laid. 

While  winds  sigh  through  the  glade, 

My  soul  in  dreams  shall  flee 

Oh,  Star  of  Hope,  to  thee. 


No  more  our  constant  passion  proving, 

We'll  wander  'neath  the  harvest  moon. 
Oh,  nights  of  joy!  oh,  nights  of  loving! 

Oh,  blissful  dreamings  !  fled  too  soon  ; 
'Tweie  better  far  we  twain  had  parted 

Ere  we  had  loved  so  fond  and  true, 
Then  we  had  ne'er  been  broken  hearted. 

Nor  passion's  garland  changed  to  rue. 

Refrain,  repeat 


Rat.pu 


Cheer  up  friend  Leonard,  the  outlaws  will  gladly  yield  thee  food  and 
shelter.  Beshrew  me,  if  thou  art  not  a  comely  lad,  and  ere  the  King's 
yeomen  get  thee,  our  quivers  shall  be  emptied  in  thy  defence.  Thou  art 
one  of  us  from  henceforth. 


Dickon 


Nay,  he  hath  not  yet  taken  the  oath.     Remember  our  lules,  good  chief. 


BLIFF    KING    HAL  21 

KaLI'II 

Thou  art  right,  good  Dickon.     I  will  fortlnvilh  ridniinister  it,  and  never 
have  I  done  it  with  better  heart. 

Dickon  r. 

Will  you  every  Sunday  morning  be  seen  inside  your  pew  ? 
And  when  the  plate  conies  round,  will  you  dip  into  your  purse? 
Will  you  geuullect  and  sing  and  pniy,  as  other  Christians  do, 
And  never,  never  (juarrel    and  never,  never  curse? 
Should  bad  companions  ask  you  in  public  spots  to  pose. 
To  ogle  pretty  girls,  and  sober  matrons  quiz, 
And  look  upon  the  wine  cup,  will  you  turn  up  your  nose? 
And  never,  never,  never,  a  pretty  damsel  kiss? 

Chorus 

If  this  you  cannot  do, 
We  have  no  place  for  you, 

Your  comrades  all  'neath  forest  bough, 
Have  pledged  this  very  solemn  vow. 
Prepare  to  take  this  promise  then, 
To  me  and  to  these  merr}-  men, 
You  swear  to  be,  by  tree  and  glen, 

Forever  true. 


When  Sunday  School  is  over,  and  you  wander  through  the  grove. 

The  soprano  on  your  arm  beneath  the  spreading  trees, 

W^ill  you  well  and  truly  promise  to  never  mention  love, 

Or  the  hand  upon  your  jerkin  with  gentle  pressure  squeeze? 

When  her  lips  appear  most  tempting  will  vou  turn  your  head  away  ? 

Nor  look  into  her  bright  eyes,  a  saucy  smile  to  win. 

In  that  moment  of  temptation  will  you  then  devoutly  pray 

To  St.  Dunstan  for  deliverance  from  every  sort  of  sin  ? 

Chorus,  repeat 

Leoxard 

And  now,  most  worthy  Captain,  that  I  am  indeed  a  free  son  of  the  forest 
of  Windsor,  prithee,  what  shall  my  duties  be  ? 

Ralph 

Thou  dost  bend  a  good  stout  bow,  Master  Leonard,  and  thy  task  shall  be 
to  help  keep  this  goodly  association  in  fat  venison. 

Dickon 

Nathless  thou  mayst  be  called  upon  to  cry  "  Stand  and  deliver"  to  some 
of  the  fat  artisans  of  yonder  town. 

Leonard 

Ay,  but  how  about  my  going  to  church  and  robbing  too  ? 

Ralph 

An  thou  thinkest  those  who  go  to  church  do  never  rob?  Thou  must  be 
as  green  as  the  moss  on  yonder  oak.  Faith,  good  comrade,  the  churchmen 
do  rob  in  the  towns  and  we,  free  sons  of  the  forest,  do  but  take  from  them  that 
of  which  they  were  never  justly  possessed,  and  restore  it  as  beseems  us  to 
the  tradesmen  of  Windsor.  But  mark  ye,  the  dawn  is  near.  The  kind 
maidens  of  Windsor  who  do,  for  certain  round  pieces,  taken  perchance  from 
their  father-  confessors,  keep  our  larder  furnished,  will  shortly  be  here  with 
their  merchandise. 


22  BLUFF   KING    HAL 

ClH)l;lS   OF   OlTLAWS 

Hail  to  ibe  dawn,  the  night  is  gone, 
Welcome  the  sun,  the  gloom  is  over, 

Come  gracious  beam  and  shine  upon 
The  bosky  dell  and  tangled  cover, 

Where  slumbering  lie  stag,  doe  and  fawn, 

Hail  to  the  dawn  ! 


Hail  io  the  dawn  !  the  forest  streams, 

Which  through  the  night  'ueath  mosses  dark  e, 

Will  soon  flash  back  the  sun's  glad  beams. 
And  in  his  bright  rays  gayly  sparkle, 

And  sing  his  praise  to  lea  and  lawn. 
Hail  to  the  dawn  ! 

Maiden's  Chorus,  behind  the  scenes 

Through  fragrant  grasses  our  steps  we  bend. 
We  village  lasses,  the  outlaws'  friend.         , 

Enter  maidens 

The  gardens'  rarest,  the  gardens'  best, 
We  cull  to  honor  the  outlaws'  feast. 

Refrain 

On  the  verdant  turf  let  the  feast  be  laid. 

For  the  outlaws'  friend  is  the  village  maid, 

Our  task  is  done,  the  morning  sun  shines  on  the  glade. 


The  kiue  are  lowing,  come,  maidens,  come. 
We  must  be  going,  we're  far  from  home, 
When  shadows  gather  and  skies  are  gray. 
We'll  wander  hither  at  close  of  day. 

At  close  of  the  Maidens'  chorus  Robert  appears  from  behind  a  tree  un- 
perceived  by  the  Outlaws. 

Egbert,  amh 

Here  is  a  dangerous  mess  for  the  Constable  of  Windsor,  hidden  within  a 
bow's  length  of  you  godless  knaves.  But  this  is  my  opportunity  to  restore 
myself  to  the  favor  of  the  King  bv  capturing  this  runagate  forester.  A 
plague  upon  that  jade  Phyllis,  who  did  tell  his  Majesty  that  I  spake  ill  of 
his  comeliness,  and  thus  did  place  me  in  this  most  gruesome  plight.  In  a 
few  minutes  the  yeomen  of  the  guard  whom  I  have  directed  hither  will  be 
upon  them.  Heaven  send  they  be  speedy,  for  if  I  am  discovered  I  will  be 
undone. 

Dickon,  selzlwj  RoiiK.RT 

Hark  !  What  miracle  is  this?  I  am  a  villain  if  we  are  not  strangely  fav- 
ored with  guests  to-day.  By  the  mass!  here  we  have  some  good  man  who 
has  lost  his  way  in  the  forest  and  doth  crave  the  society  of  honest  gentlemen. 
Or,  perchance,  h6  poacheth  good  King  Henry's  deer,  which  we  have  sworn 
to  protect  to  the  end  of  our  lives.  Come  hither,  knave,  and  give  an 
accounting  of  thyself.  What  business  hast  thou  in  the  depth  of  Windsor 
forest?     Speak,  or  I  shall  split  thy  weasand  with  my  dagger. 

Robert 

Oh,  good  gentleman,  do  me  no  violence  !  Truly,  I  but  came  here  by  the 
advice  of  my  leech,  a  wise  man,  who  counseled  me  to  pluck  a  certain  herb 
for  the  cure  of  a  rheum  which  sorely  afflicteth  me. 


KLrFF   KINC    IIM.  ^.i 

Bring  hither  the  coxcomb,  good  Dickon,  and  we,  I  trow,  shall  find  a  rem- 
edy for  his  rheum  better  thau  any  leech  iu  Windsor. 


Dickon  drags  Robert  towards  thejire. 


Robert  —  aside 


I  am  undone.  I  am  a  ruined  man.  The  fair  plot  I  had  conceived  for 
delivering  this  ruuagate  into  the  hands  of  the  yeomen  of  the  guard  is  utterly 
astray.  Pray  Ileaveu  I  get  back  to  Windsor  with  my  life.  An  Leonard 
penetrateth  this  disguise,  they  will  spit  me  with  their  shafts  like  wood- 
cock. 

K.vi.ri[ 

Master  Leonard,  thou  art  fairly  well  acquainted  with  the  people  of  Wind- 
sor.    Dost  thou  know  this  bearded  wight? 

Leonard  approaches  Robert  and  peers  into  his  face 

Lkon  Aui)  —  aside 

Robert,  the  Constable  of  Windsor  I 

RoMKKT 

Oh,  good  neighbor  Leonard,  for  old  acquaintance  sake,  betray  me  not  ! 

Leon.vrd 

Thou  skulking  dog,  thou  wouldst  have  but  thy  deserts,  did  I  proclaim  thy 
name  and  occupation.  But  though  I  know  I  am  thy  quest  this  time  will  I 
spare  thee. 

Raliu 

Dost  know  him,  Leonard? 

Leonard 

Ay,  faith,  I  do  not.  Captain.  Methinks  he  is  some  skulking  dog  of  a 
poacher  who  has  wandered  this  way  to  unlawfully  snare  the  king's  wood- 
cock. 

Dickon 

Ha  !  Sayest  thou  so  ?  Then  doth  he  encroach  upon  our  royal  privileges 
by  deputy.  What  sayest  thou,  Captain?  Shall  we  spit  him?  Shall 'we 
make  a  brocheteite  of  him  ?  Shall  we  turn  him  before  the  fire  ?  even  as  he 
would  have  done  to  those  fat  birds,  which  are  ours  by  the  divine  right  of 
possession. 

Robert 

Oh,  spare  me  good  gentlemen!  indeed,  I  am  an  honest  person  and 
mean  no  harm. 

Ralph 

Faith,  that  settles  thee.     Being  honest,  thou  are  no  company  for  us ; 
therefore  shall  we  dispatch  ihee.     Bind  him  to  the  tree,  Dickon,  and  he 
who  first  plants  a  shaft  in  the  knave's  liver,  which   he  would   bave  swollen 
at  our  expense,  will  pledge  me  in  a  bumper  of  malvosie. 
Outlaws  rush  on  Robert 

Robert 

Oh!  spare  my  life  gentlemen    and  I  swear  I  shall  never  stray  hither  again. 

Ralph 

It  shall  be  our  care  to  see  thou  keepest  the  oa'h  good.     Bind  me  the  knave 

promptly,  and  six  of  you  fellows,  bend  jour  bows  and  give  him  a  Windsor 

welcome. 
OuTLWVS  seize  Robert,  who  shrieks  ivith  dismay  and  drag  him  to  the  campfire. 


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Dickon 


BLUFF   KING    DAL 


L-t  US  have  some  sport  from  the  varlet  first.     Sing,  fellow,  and  perchance 
we  may  spare  thy  life. 

Oh,  gentlemen,  I  cannot  sing.     I  can  but  bemoan  the  ill-fortune  which 
conducted  me  hither. 

LKONAiiD  —  Aside 
]  ^^  And  thou  meetest  their  humor,  there  may  be  some  hope  for  thee. 

Roi'.KRT 

Faith  then,  shall  I  essay  a  ballad  though  the  Lord  knows  I  never  felt  less 
in  the  mood. 


Dickon 


Sin^s 

When  I  was  a  babe,  my  mother 

Would  tether  my  wandering  feet, 
And  the  neighbors  would  say  to  each  other 

"Oh  !  isn't  that  baby  sweet." 

How  happy  I'd  be  if  that  tether 

Had  been  round  my  ankles  when 
The  devil  and  [  together 

Fell  in  with  these  dreadful  men. 

Refrain 

Put  down  those  horrid  bows 
For  owls  and  dears  and  crows 
And  all  the  wild  things  in  the  wood 
They  may  be  exceedingly  good. 
But  gentlemen,  pray,  put  your  arrows  away. 
And  don't  shed  a  poor  man's  blood. 

Chorus 

Put  down  those  horrid  bows  ? 

We  keep  them  for  our  foes. 

And  for  vermin  we  find  in  the  wood. 

They  prove  so  exceedingly  good. 

That  unless  3'ou  can  say  why  you  straggled  this  way 

Those  arrows  will  taste  your  blood. 

Robert 

When  I  was  a  lad,  my  father, 

If  I  wandered  by  dell  and  ditch 
Would  never  talk  wise,  but  rather 

His  precepts  enforce  with  a  switch  ; 
In  the  churchyard  his  bones  lie  under 

A  big  monumental  stone, 
I  wish  he'd  my  hide  cut  asunder 

'  Ere  I'd  strayed  in  this  forest  alone. 


Chorus  as  before 


Dickon 


Well  sung,  and  by  the  mass,  thou  shalt  have  good  reason  to  regret  thy 
mother's  tether  and  thy  father's  switch,  'ere  another  hour  has  passed. 


Robert 


But  thou  didst  say  that  thou  would'st  spare  my  life,  an'  I  sang  for  thee. 
Oh,  Master  Leonard,  do  in  mercy  intercede  for  me! 


ULUFK    KIN(i    HAL 

Ralph 

Master  Leonard,  how  now!  [Turning  to  Leonard)  I  thought  thou 
didst  uot  kuow  this  stranger,  worthy  Leonard  ? 

PuKox,  {plucking  off  Kowv.kv's  beard) 

By  St.  Hubert,  a  miracle!  Behold  in  our  stranger  guest  the  worthy 
Constable  of  Windsor  ! 

Ol  TLAW.S 

The  Constable  of  Windsor  ! 

Ralpu 

Faith,  it  be  the  Constable  of  Windsor. 

Dickon 

Ay,  it  is  the  same  poppinjay  who  did  swell  with  pride  this  morn  and  sing, 
•*  For  I  am  the  Constable,  the  Constable  of  Windsor." 

Ralph 

The  treacherous  knave  !  Bend  your  bows,  comrades,  this  fellow  is  here 
with  no  good  intent.  I  doubt  uot  but  the  yeomen  of  the  guard  are  at  his 
heels.  Keepest  thou  guard  here,  Leonard,  while  we  explore  the  outskirts. 
I  have  placed  trusty  Hugo  by  the  oak  copse ;  but  Hugo,  though  faithful,  is 
a  drowsy  knave,  and  believeih  not  in  lurking  foemen. 

Leonard 

I  will  be  vigilant  and  should  danger  threaten,  I  will  wind  my  horn. 

Ralph 

Good,  and  now  for  the  present,  adieu.  We  will  make  safe  disposal  of 
this  spy  of  a  constable,  so  he  giveth  not  the  alarm. 

Chorus  of  Ol  tlaws 

Look  here,  be  still,  look  here,  look  there, 
And  be  your  steps  as  light  as  air, 
W^e  soon  may  hear  the  foeman  near, 
Don't  stir  a  leaf,  my  lads,  beware, 
Move  on  in  silence,  now  take  care, 
King  Henry's  hounds  have  found  our  lair, 
The  foemen  come  with  bow  and  spear. 

Exit  Ralph,  Dickon  and  Chorus 

Leoxaed 

Ah,  into  what  a  coil  have  I  brought  those  wild  but  true-hearted  men. 
Well,  they  have  given  me  shelter  and  good  fellowship,  and  I  will  stand  with 
them  to  the  death. 

Enter  Phyllis 

Leonard 

Phyllis ! 

Phyllis 

Oh,  Leonard ! 

Leonard 

Sweetheart,  why  hast  thou  braved  the  dangers  of  the  forest?  Knowest 
thou  not  this  is  the  hiding  place  of  desperate  men  ? 


26  hluif  kino  hal 

Phyllis 

Fly.  ni)-  beloved,  fl)'.  Nay,  do  not  tarry  a  moment.  Last  night  the  yeo- 
men of  the  Guard,  while  carousing  at  my  father's  inn,  were  approached  by 
Robert,  the  constable,  who  did  tell  them  that  he  would  guide  them  hither 
where  he  knew  thou  must  have  taken  refuge.  Fly,  Leonard,  they  will  be 
here  anon,  and  have  sworn  thy  capture  alive  or  dead. 

Leon  A  HI) 

My  own  Phyllis,  my  brave  and  true  sweetheart.  I  cannot  desert  my  com- 
rades who  have  placed  me  on  guard.  Surely  thou  would'st  not  have  thy 
Leonard  a  craven.  It  were  ill  return,  sweetheart,  for  such  generous  hospi- 
tality. 

Phyllis 

But  they  will  slay  thee,  Leonard.  The  king's  wrath  is  fearful,  and  una- 
bated. He  hath  sw'orn  that  thou  shalt  die  for  the  indignity  thou  hast  put 
upon  him. 

Leonard 

Even  so.     I  cannot  foreswear  my  trust,  gentle  Phyllis.     Would  I  had 

plunged  my  dagger  into  that  knave  Robert,  'ere  I  had  schemed  to  save  him. 

Leonard  -^^^  Phyllis,  I  must  do  battle  for  my  friends,  or  if  they  seek  me  alone,  sur- 

rendei,  so  they  receive  amnest}-.     Alas  !  sweetheart,  we  have  fallen  upon 

dark  and  evil  times. 

Phyllis 

But,  Leonard,  thou  wilt  ever  love  me,  is  it  not  so? 

Leonard 

Nay,  Phyllis,  it  were  heresy  to  doubt  it.  Hark,  sweetheart,  and  I  will 
tell  thee. 

Duet  —  Leonard,  Phyllis 

Doubt  that  streams  through  forest  flowing 

Kiss  on  sands  the  yearning  sea ; 
Doubt  the  sun  at  noontide  glowing. 

Doubt  the  stars,  but  doubt  not  me. 

Refrain 

Love  shall  live  for  aye  and  ever. 

Stream  and  wood  and  zephj'r's  breath, 
Murmur  nought  shall  love  dissever. 

Love  endureth  after  death. 

Phyllis,  Solo 

Sav  those  dear  w^ords  o'er  and  over, 

'Till  the  birds  with  carols  sweet, 
Fill  the  woodlands,  and  each  lover 
To  its  mate  those  vows  repeat. 

Phylus  and  Leonakd,  Re/raiti,  repeat 

Enter  Ralph 

Trio — Phyllis,  Leonard  and  Ralph 

Ralph 

Ho,  Leonard!  trusty  Hugo,  who  keepeth  watch  and  ward, 

By  yonder  copse  hath  seen  approach  the  yeomen  of  the  guard. 

They  come  in  force — 'tis  thee  they  seek — we'll  keep  the  knaves  at  bay. 

Fly,  Leonard,  fly,  we'll  check  them  till  thou  art  far  away. 


BLIKK    KINti    HAL 


27 


I'llVLl.l- 


Fly,  I^eonard,  fly,  thou  knowest  well  each  tangled  forest  path, 

Thou  can'st  escape,  iiaufjht  hut  thy  death  will  cool  proud  Henry's  wrath, 

His  charj^es  to  the  yeomen  are  to  take  thee  live  or  dead, 

A  hundred  crowns  are  offered  him  who  brings  the  king  thy  head. 

Lkonaro 

This  noble  maid,  good  master  Ralph,  has  brought  those  tidings  here, 
The  hounds  have  found  the  warm  trail,  Ihey  follow  close  the  deer, 
But  while  this  arm  can  wield  a  blade,  and  Rnglish  bow  can  bend, 
T'will  not  be  said  that  Leonard  failed  to  battle  for  his  friend. 


FINALE 
Enter  Outlaws  and  Chorus 

We  are  surrounded  dell,  copse  and  glen 

Are  filled  this  very  moment  with  King  Henry's  men. 

Shall  we  surrendei  ?     Captain  give  the  word, 

Or  shall  we  bend  the  bow,  and  greet  with  dart  and  sword  ? 


Ralph 


Stand  together,  stand  fearless,  stand  one  and  stand  all, 

Let  no  heart  wax  faint  though  your  captain  should  fall, 

Let  all  those  who  truly  love  us. 

Swear  by  the  blue  sky  above  us. 

Never  to  shun  the  battle,  at  their  chieftain's  call. 


Chorus  repeat 


ClIOKUS 

We     > 

They  )   have  lived  brave  lads  together, 
Merry  souls  who  recked  not  whether 
Storms  or  sunlight  gracious 

]   our 
Filled  d   their  forest  spacious, 
Shielding  us  from  wintry  weather. 

Stand  together,  etc.,  repeat. 


Towards  the  condusion  of  the  chorus,  the  yeomen  of  the  guard  appear  in 
tear  of  stage,  sui  rounding  the  outlaws,  and  unperceived  by  them.  At  close 
of  Chorus  the  outlaws  behold  the  yeomen,  and  bending  their  bows  oppose  the 
arquebusses  of  the  foe  whilst  the  village  maidens  s^roup  in  attitudes  oj 
fear  in  center  of  stage.     Rol^ert falls  on  his  face  in  abject  terror. 


TABLEAU 


Phyllis 


-S  BLUFF    KING    HAL 


ACT    III. 
A   STREET   IN   WINDSOR   SAME   AS    IN   ACT  I,      EARLY  MORNING. 

(  Townspeople  discovered  outside  the  "  Star  and  Garter  Hostelry.'') 

Waltz  CiiDins 

Have  you  heard  the  awful  tidings 

Of  this  morning's  sad  affray, 

How  a  hundred  men  were  slaughtered, 

And  a  hundred  ran  away  ? 

How  sixty  burly  yeomen 

Surprised  the  outlaws'  den, 

But  ere  the  knaves  surrendered, 

They  lost  six  score  of  men  ? 

Solo,  [One  of  the  Chorus) 

Friends,  be  not  confounded 

About  this  bloody  field. 
The  list  of  killed  and  wounded 
Shall  worthy  Bardolph  yield. 

CnoRrs  (knocking  at  Batdolph's  door) 

Hey,  Bardolph,  rouse  from  slumber. 
With  wine  thou  must  be  filled. 
Wake,  thy  gossips  want  the  number 
Of  the  wounded  and  the  killed. 

,  Bardolph  appears  at  aw  tipper  window 

Bardolph,  Solo 

How  now,  how  now,  ye  varlets  cease. 

How  dare  ye  thus  disturb  my  peace? 

To  your  beds,  ye  knaves,  shall  Windsor's  name 

For  rest  and  peace  be  put  to  shame  ? 

How  dare  ye  at  my  door  thus  whack  ? 

Away,  away,  ye'U  get  no  sack. 

Chorts 

Come,  honest  Master  Bardolph,  we  fain  would  have  the  tell 
Of  the  great  fight  in  the  forest,  where  a  hundred  yeomen  fell. 

Bardoli'h,  Soi-u 

Go  to,  a  hundred  yeomen,  faith 

Two  hundred  outlaws  met  their  death  ; 

Their  corses  now  bestrew  yon  glade, 

Like  green  twigs  lopped  by  keen  edged  blade 

I'll  juin  ye  soon,  and  ye  shall  know 

How  gallant  Rob  o'ercame  the  foe. 

Chorus 

The  constable  of  Windsor,  this  gaudy,  giddy  loon, 

Yet  we  his  valor  doubted,  and  deemed  him  a  poltroon, 

Beneath  that  garish  doublet,  which  we  did  so  deride. 

There  lurked  a  mighty  purpose  and  a  heart  that  throbbed  with  pride. 

Etiter  Bardolph 


•       HLUKI'     KINC    II  Al  *J'.I 

BAi;iK>i.rir,  Soio 

When  Master  Robert  saw  the  foe, 

lie  drew  his  falchion  keen, 
And  dealt  their  chief  a  lusty  blow, 

Which  brou};ht  him  to  the  green  ; 
Then,  springing  like  a  tiger  fierce, 

Whose  fangs  have  tasted  blood, 
Five  outlaws  next  did  Robert  pierce 

Within  that  gory  wood. 

ClIORlS 

Hurrah!  bold  Rob  for  you, 

You'll  surely  be  a  knight 

To  London  town  the  tidings  bring. 

How  Windsor's  hero  served  the  King, 

And  forty  outlaws  slew. 

Bardoli'h 

Then  twenty  outlaws  knelt  them  down, 

And  begged  for  mercy  sore. 
Cried  Robert,   "Hev,  for  Windsor  town!" 

And  slaughtered  fifteen  more; 
The  yeomen  of  the  guard  did  naught, 

Not  one  of  them  ere  stirred. 
For  when  they  saw  how  Robert  fought, 

Each  sheathed  his  bloodless  sword. 

Refrain^  repeat 
Enter  Robert 

Robert  —  Aside 

Lud  a  mercy  !  I  am  forever  disgraced.  Not  a  babe  in  Windsor  but  will 
learn  of  how  I  fain  did  court  the  shelter  of  the  stout  oak  against  the  shafts 
of  those  villain  outlaws.  And  here  approacheth  this  tosspot  Bardolph,  to 
make  my  sham  more  public. 

Bardolph 

How  now.  most  valiant  constable?  Why  lookest  tbou  downcast,  my 
man?     The  whole  village  is  ringing  with  the  story  of  thy  prowess. 

Robert 

My  prowess?    You  must  be  distraught,  man  ;  I  but  did — well,  but  did 

but  did 

Bardolph 

Away,  Master  Constable.  Thou  did'st  wonders.  An'  by  the  mass,  thy 
gossips  are  here  to  greet  thee.  Bear  up,  man,  thou  wert  not  wont  to  be  over 
modest. 

Robert  —  Aside 

A  miracle  !  they  have  heard  some  strange  tale.  Well,  I  shall  bear  myself 
beseeminglv,  what  ere  befall.  There  is  great  power  in  good  round  lying, 
an'  it  be  well  done.  ( To  Bardolph).  Who  has  brought  the  story  of  the 
fray? 

Bardolph 

Even  I,  Master  Constable. 

Chorus 

Bardolph  !     Bardolph  ! 


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Dorothy 


RoBEirr  -  Aside 

I  shall  meet  their  mood  to  the  end.  {Aloud.)  Well,  we  did  but  our 
devoirs,  and  gave  the  outlaw  knaves  to  learn  what  pith  lies  in  the  body  of 
Windsor's  constable  when  he  is  fairly  roused.  Faith,  it  tickles  our  humor 
when  we  recall  how  the  knaves  squirmed  when  we  cried  "  St.  George  and 
Windsor  !  "  and  "  Lay  on,  lay  on  !  "  and  did  then  fall  upon  them  most  lust- 
ily. And  now,  Master  Bardolph,  let  those  good  people  be  merry  at  our 
expense.  Summon  thy  drawers  and  stint  not.  Yesterday  they  drank  to 
tlie  king  ;  to-day,  let  the  Constable  of  Windsor,  and  his  Majesty,  too,  heaven 
bless  our  gracious  liege,  be  their  toast. 

ClIOKUS 

Hurrah!  bold  Rob  for  you. 

You'll  surely  be  a  knight. 
To  London  town  the  tidings  bring 

How  Windsor's  hero  saved  the  king, 
And  forty  out'aws  slew. 

Exit  Chorus  singing  above 

RolJERT 

Beshrew  me,  an'  I  don't  feel  as  sore  as  if  I  had  whacked  those  villain 
outlaws  with  my  falchion  instead  of  seeking  wholesome  shelter  behind  that  good 
oak  where  never  a  dart  might  find  me.  The  news  is  all  over  the  village,  an' if 
those  scoundrelly  yeomen  do  not  gainsay  me  I  shall  win  my  spurs  and  well 
sustain  my  knighthood  with  fair  Mistress  Dorothy's  yellow  pieces.  It  behooves 
me  now  to  discover  how  many  of  them  they  be.  My  knighthood  is  not  of  cheap 
purchase.     And  by  the  mass,  here  she  comes.     I'll  press  m}-  suit  warmly. 

Enter  Dorothv 

DoROTHV 

O  !  Master  Robert,  vve  deemed  thou  wert  even  now  with  the  king's  leech, 
because  of  thy  wounds.     Surelj^  thou  must  be  sorely  hurt  ? 

Hor.ERT 

Nay,  nay,  sweet  Dorothy,  knowest  thou  not  that  it  was  the  hope  of 
winning  thy  smiles,  thy  favor,  my  peerless  Dorothy,  that  spurred  me  on  to  those 
daring  deeds  of  arms  ? 

DORO  PHY 

Now  that  thou  art  a  warrior  of  renown.  Sir  Constable,  an  humble  dame 
like  Dorothy  may  not  expect  to  find  favor  in  thy  sight. 

RoKEKT 

An'  they  give  me  the  accolade,  then  wilt  thou  be  Lady  Dorothy.  Thy 
late  spouse  was  ever  a  saving  wight,  I  am  told. 


Dorothy 


That  he  was,  Master  Robert. 


Robert 


But  it  was  all  the  better  for  thee,  sweet  Dorothy,  for  had  he  been  a  roister- 
ing blade,  and  spent  his  broad  pieces  in  the  ale  house,  they  would  not  now 
be  thine,  peerless  minx  that  thou  art.     Is  it  not  so,  my  sweet  Mistress  ? 

Dorothy 

Thou  speakest  aright.  Master  Robert.  All  the  broad  pieces  the  cobbler 
spent  on  me  would  not  cover  the  rim  of  thy  bonnet. 


RuI'.ERl 


Humph,  'tis  a  narrow  rim,  my  Dorothy.     A  knight's  lady  will  have  more 
use  for  money  than  a  cobbler's  spouse. 


HI.IKK    KINti    UAI, 


31 


Dorothy 

Thou  reasonest  bravely,  Master  Robert,  aud  uatbless  the  kiiij^  will  reward 
thee  for  thy  dariug. 

RoisKin 

Ay.  that  he  will,  Dorothy.  Aud  with  thy  little  store  we  shall  make  a  gal- 
laut  show.  (.-Isidc.)  How  keeu  of  fence  the  dauie  is.  ['I  hionnni::  luntself 
at  Dorothy's  feet.)  Queen  of  my  soul,  wilt  thou,  oh,  most  beautiful  one!  look 
kindly  upon  thy  suppliant  lover  ?  Dorothy ,  wilt  thou  be  the  bride  of  Robert? 
Nay,  an'  thou  deny  me,  I  shall  tear  the  bandages  from  my  green  wounds 
and  e'cfi  bleed  to  death,     {/iusiuess.) 

Dorothy 

{Business.)  Nay,  thou  shalt  not.  Robert,  tender  and  dauntless  one.  lam 
forever  thine.     {Business.) 

Bueit— Robert  and  Dorothy 


ROHEKT 

When  the  merry  bells  are  ringing. 
And  the  village  maids  are  singing. 
Then  Dorothy,  sweet  Dorothy,  she  shall  be  my  winsome  bride. 

Dorothy 

Oh,  my  Robert,  fond  and  gracious, 
We  will  live  in  courtly  hall, 
And  will  shun  poor  friends  audacious, 
Should  they  ever  dare  to  call. 

Both 

When  the  merry  bells  are  ringing, 
And  the  village  maids  are  singing, 
How  merrily,  how  cheerily, 
Ring  their  chimes  the  bride  to  greet. 

ROI'.EUT 

Then  shall  Windsor's  maidens  sueing, 
My  fair  lady's  grace  bestrewing, 
Fair  roses,  sweet  roses, 
'Neath  her  lightly  tripping  feet, 

L>URI>T1IV 

Then  will  I,  all  sweet  and  smiling, 

Glauce  upon  the  joyous  crowd, 
E'n  the  humblest  knave  beguiling, 

So  they  may  not  deem  me  proud. 

Refrain,   repeat 

KoiJERr  ihusinoii) 

But  hark,  what  tumult  is  this';?     See,  the  throng  cometh  this  waj'. 

Dokuthy 

The  yeomen  of  the  guard,  with  their  prisoners,  whom  thou  captured,  hold  Robert. 

Enter  yeomen  of  the.  r/tiard  with  outlaws  bound  accompanied  by  chorus 
Chori'.s 

Ho!  neighbors,  see  the  constable, 
Who,  with  his  gleaming  sword. 
Didst  conquer  all  this  outlaw  band, 
Pray  say  how  it  occurred  '! 

Enter  ELr/.VT.ETU 


32  bluff  king  hal 

Elizai'.eth 

I "11  tell  ye  how,  pray  gossips  stand  aside, 

ril  soon  subdue  that  swelling  braggart's  pride. 

He  to  my  house  did  lately  discord  bring, 

Yon  wretched  coward,  vile  and  viperous  thing. 

Elizahetii  [sitif^s) 

Yon  miserable  skulker,  behind  an  oak  lay  prone, 
And  when  the  band  their  stout  bows  drew  did  pitifully  moan. 
And  mutter,  "  ]^ord,  preserve  us,  a  hundred  tapers  bright 
"I'll  vow  to  good  St.  Dunstan's  shrine  if  I  escape  this  fight." 

CnoKT.s 

Oh,  dame,  thou  dost  not  say, 

That  prone  upon  the  clay. 

Our  valiant  Robert  laj^ 

Through  all  this  dire  affray 

And  never  drew  his  sword  to  smite. 

King  He  iry's  foes  with  main  and  might, 

But  wept  and  shrieked  and  courted  flight. 

And  howled  in  dire  dismay. 

Oh,  Robert !  oh,  Robert !  for  shame,  for  shame. 

Elizabeth 

He  had  no  words  but  "Mercy,"  and  "Gentlemen,  forego," 
For  when  those  ugly  bolts  be  loosed  red  blood  will  surely  flow. 
This  fight  doth  nought  concern  me,  for  I'm  a  man  of  peace, 
Kind  outlaws,  honest  yeomen,  this  fearful  brawling  cease. 

Chorus  repeat,  "Oh,  dame,  etc. 
Etiter  King  Hal 

Hal 

Hal  still  I  see  this  mummery  proceeds; 
Back  to  your  homes  until  the  dangerous  seeds 
Of  rank  disloyalty  be  rudely  crushed  —  away 
Windsor  shall  rue  this  most  disastrous  day. 

Enter  Phyllis 

Phyllis 

Oh,  King,  behold  me  at  thy  feet, 

A  wretched  maiden  kneeling! 
Mercy  in  monarchs,  sire,  is  sweet, 

Oh!  heed  me  thus  appealing 
To  thy  great  heart,  my  liege,  my  lord, 

Whom  all  thy  subjects  cherish. 
Ihen  give  me.  King,  thy  royal  word 

That  Leonard  shall  not  perish. 

Chorus 

Hear  the  maiden's  pleading,  gentle  Henry,  hear. 
And  to  thy  suppliant  lend  a  gracious  ear. 


Hal 


No  pardon,  maid,  to  him  I  yield 

He  dies  this  very  morn. 
Although  the  rose  of  this  fair  field 

Shoulil  perish  with  the  thorn. 

Enter  Leonard,  boiuid  on  his  7vay  to  execution 


ISI.l  TF    K1N<;     IIAI.  33 


Ciioia  8 


0  !  mournful  spectacle, 

Mark,  Leonard  bound  in  cruel  chains. 
Ah  !  hosv  sad  his  fate, 
Piiyllis  IS  dest)hite. 
Those  lips  once  red,  but  now  so  wan 

Shall  wear  no  smdo  again- 


Phyllis 


0  cruel  king  !  cannot  my  life  atone 
For  Leonard's  dire  oifense?     Speak,  'tis  thine  own. 
Do  what  thou  wilt  with  me,  but  set  him  free. 
Oh  !  have  compassion  ou  our  misery. 

Hal  — Aside 

My  heart  is  strangely  touched  (/o  Phyllis) 

Sliould  we  thy  lover  free, 

What  wilt  thou  do  to  thauk  our  royal  clemency  ? 

Phyllis 

Storm  heaven's  gates  with  prayers  for  my  king. 

H  \L  —  [laughino;) 

And  he  may  need  them  {(isidc)    'Tis  a  little  thing 

To  curb  my  pride.      (To  P/ii/lli-s)     Well,  "tis  done.     Release 

Your  prisoner,  captain,  let  him  go  in  peace. 


Chorus 


Hail  to  thy  clemency  !     Oh  I  greater  now 
Rest's  England's  crown  upon  tiiy  royal  brow. 


LtO-NAKD 

Henry,  now  a  thousand  times  my  king. 

My  life  is  thine,  and  when  the  offering 

May  spare  thee  but  one  pang,  be  liConard  nigh 

For  Henry's  royal  sake  to  gladly  die. 

Leonard  and  Phyllis —  Duet 

Shine  on  fair  sun  for  aye. 

Through  all  this  merry  day, 

Sing  on  ye  birds,  flowers,  bud  and  blow, 

Flow  gently  streamlet,  blithely  flow. 


Phyllis 


Hark!  list  the  breeae. 

Our  tale  tell  to  the  trees. 

Our  tale  of  love  and  constant  faith. 

Is  carried  on  each  breath. 


Both 


Sweet  now  is  life,  fragant  the  flowers, 
Hope's  fairest  guerdon  crowning  the  hours, 
Azure  the  sky,  merry  the  stream. 
Joyous  is  love's  unclouded  dream. 


34  Bui'F  KiNf:  ir.M. 


FINALE 

Chorus 

And  now,  good  gossips,  dance  and  sing, 
(iod's  blessings  on  old  England's  King, 
Who  rules  by  love  and  not  by  pride. 
Oh,  happy  groom!  oh,  happy  Ijride! 
Come  morris  dancers  ;  minstrels,  come, 
And  speed  those  happy  lovers  home. 
For  many  a  year,  by  many  a  hearth. 
We'll  tell  this  tale  of  mirth. 

B-VRDOLrii  and  Elizabeth 

We'll  have  a  double  wedding,  and  at  the  King's  command. 
To  Leonard,  worthy  fellow,  we'll  give  our  daughter's  hand. 

Robert  and  Dorothy 

Blest  by  King  Henry's  favor,  we'll  hail  the  nuptial  hour, 
When  in  a  stormj'  dawning  we  plucked  love's  fairest  flower. 

King  Hal 

Now  speed  ye  to  the  revel,  ye  ringers,  let  the  bell 
From  Windsor's  lofty  turrets  the  nuptial  tidings  tell. 

Lkonard  and  Phyllis 

A  mon'irch's  smile  soon  changes  the  dark  night  into  day, 
Now  i)rightest  beams  from  heaven  illume  our  happy  wa}-. 

Chorus 

And  now  good  gossips,  etc. 


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